Vulnerable (NaLu one-shot)More Like This
Day 2- Vulnerable
Lucy stared at the ceiling. She stared… and stared, and stared. It all felt too… weird.
It was quiet. Never was it ever quiet in her apartment, especially not in the evening. She could hear everything. The crickets chirping outside, the few lingering drops on the shower faucet dripping into the tub, the wind lightly rattling the window panes, even her own breathing.
Lucy's eye twitched and she flopped over in her bed and onto her side, placing an elbow beneath her head as she stared at the empty and dark kitchen. It felt surreal.
She'd whined and complained about Natsu spending the night in her apartment so many times she'd lost count. She'd kicked him out by force, she'd begged him, she'd found him other places to stay and even called him out on having his own bed, which –after she'd sat down on it. Not that she'd admit she'd taken the time to sit on his bed. No one would ever know about that- was actually more comfortable than